Eyes are the windows to a person's soul, Ye Xiuwen has always believed this. Therefore, when he saw clearly the fear and horror hidden in the clear eyes of his young junior sister, he chose to distance himself.
He is also a human being, and he will also be injured. Especially for Ye Xiuwen, who is only sixteen years old, this kind of injury is particularly profound.
After all, Ye Xiuwen was still in his teenage years at that time. Even though he had seen a lot of human emotions, he could not develop an attitude of being calm about everything.
If it weren't for his master and his wife, Ye Xiuwen and Jun Xiaomo might have become two parallel lines with no intersection.
Because of this, Ye Xiuwen couldn't understand Jun Xiaomo's current thoughts at all - after breaking into the forbidden area and finally regaining his life, Jun Xiaomo seemed to be a different person. Not only did he no longer follow Qin Lingyu all day long, , and there is a sense of intimacy towards oneself everywhere.
Although Jun Xiaomo was very restrained, it was hard to deceive people with his eyes, which inevitably touched Ye Xiuwen's frozen heart.
However, this touch was very weak, even only for a moment. When Ye Xiuwen thought of that experience in his youth, this weak touch was frozen again.
Almost everyone in the sect knows that Jun Xiaomo, the daughter of the leader of Lintian Peak, is a beauty addict. Otherwise, she would not have personally watched Qin Lingyu, the most beautiful person in the sect, and would have risked her life to catch up with others. .
Therefore, Ye Xiuwen really didn't think that Jun Xiaomo would come to his side like he did now after seeing his true appearance.
As for the reason for Jun Xiaomo's drastic change in personality, Ye Xiuwen can only attribute it to adversity making people grow.
Jun Xiaomo was brought back to his senses by Ye Xiuwen's calm question, and then he realized that he had stared at his senior brother's hat twice and was lost in his own thoughts.
It was very impolite to look at others like this. Jun Xiaomo moved his eyes away in embarrassment, breaking Ye Xiuwen's line of sight from looking at her.
"Um... Senior brother, wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to eat while wearing a hat?" Jun Xiaomo couldn't think of a topic, so he could only pull out something to resolve the discomfort that had just arisen. .
"I'm used to it." Ye Xiuwen replied calmly, with no sadness or joy in his tone.
Yes, he was used to it. He was used to others looking at him strangely or inquiringly, and he was also used to tasting loneliness and loneliness alone.
Jun Xiaomo felt sad and aloof in his heart - it shouldn't be like this. Senior brother's talent is no less than Qin Lingyu's, and his strength is also higher than Qin Lingyu's. He should have stood upright and accepted the admiration of others. But now, when everyone mentions senior brother, the first thing that comes to mind is not his cultivation and strength, but his appearance that was damaged by the demonic energy and his distant and indifferent personality.
Jun Xiaomo gritted his teeth, raised his head, looked directly at Ye Xiuwen and asked, "Senior brother... if, if I say, I may have a way to heal the injury on your face, do you believe it?"
Although he didn't see the injuries on his senior brother's face, Jun Xiaomo, who has been a demon cultivator for nearly a hundred years, thinks that his familiarity with demonic energy is not lower than that of the few old antiques in the sect, so , Jun Xiaomo may not be able to do anything about the injuries that the sect elders cannot treat.
She originally wanted to open up her senior brother's heart first, and then propose a treatment plan. After all, how did a young lady like her, who stayed home and stayed away from home, learn about the treatment method for wounds corroded by demonic energy? She really couldn't find a suitable one. The excuse is easy to arouse suspicion.
However, seeing her senior brother like this, she couldn't help but speak. She thought, if the senior brother could be less lonely and more popular, wouldn't it be so easy to fall into the trap of that bitch Zhang Shuyue
Ye Xiuwen quietly looked at Jun Xiaomo's expression and found that there was only sincerity and concern, and no other dark meaning.
His heartstrings were still touched. Ye Xiuwen lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then said: "It's useless. This wound is not only caused by the erosion of demonic energy, but also has the element of curse in it."
"Curse?!" Jun Xiaomo suddenly widened his eyes.
"Yes, a curse." Ye Xiuwen's eyes darkened a little, "Back then, those demon cultivators killed all 153 members of the Ye family, and I, the only one who survived, was also cursed. Unless I was found The person who cast the spell did not know what kind of spell he had cast, otherwise there would be no way to eradicate the evil spirit from my face."
It was the first time that Jun Xiaomo knew about Ye Xiuwen's past experiences, and his heart felt even more sour.
Ye Xiuwen's slender fingers traced the edge of the bowl. He seemed to be immersed in his own thoughts, but in fact he continued to observe Jun Xiaomo.
This little junior sister... This is becoming more and more confusing to him, but this feeling doesn't seem to be bad
Jun Xiaomo thought for a while and decided to try her best. Although the sect master and the elders said they were helpless about her senior brother's wounds, her experience in her previous life made her far ahead of these people in terms of her attainments in demon cultivation. , others can't solve it, but she, Jun Xiaomo, may not be able to solve it either.
"Senior Brother Ye, can you let me see your wound?" Jun Xiaomo stretched out his hand and tentatively tugged on Ye Xiuwen's sleeve.
Jun Xiaomo's cautious look looked like some kind of easily frightened little animal, which made the corners of Ye Xiuwen's lips curve up in an extremely slight arc.
However, the next second, the smile slowly faded, and the corners of the lips tightened.
Ye Xiuwen remembered what happened when she was fifteen years old - after her little junior sister took a picture of her curtain hat, she cried on the spot.
It's not that Ye Xiuwen holds a grudge, but that he doesn't want to be hurt by the same person again in the same place because of the same thing. Especially when the relationship between the two is relatively harmonious now, why bother to cause embarrassment
Thinking like this, Ye Xiuwen shook his head and said in a calm tone: "I appreciate the kindness of my junior sister. This scar will not cause any harm to my body for the time being, so it's nothing important."
Jun Xiaomo didn't hear the polite refusal in Ye Xiuwen's calm tone. He became anxious, grabbed Ye Xiuwen's wrist, and said eagerly: "Brother, let me have a look, okay?"
Ye Xiuwen's body stiffened and his expression became slightly cold.
Not to mention that he never likes others to get too close to him, just because Jun Xiaomo is now holding his pulse, it is a very taboo thing.
Because the pulse gate can directly connect to the meridians of the human body, powerful people can even destroy a person's cultivation through here.
What's more, the previous relationship between Ye Xiuwen and Jun Xiaomo could only be described as strangers, and it had only eased a little in the past few days. Now Jun Xiaomo wants to "see his wounds" again and again, One can't help but wonder why she requested this.
Ye Xiuwen suddenly felt that Jun Xiaomo wanted to see his wounds just to satisfy her own curiosity.
Thinking of this, his expression became even colder. Even through the curtain and hat, Jun Xiaomo could feel his senior brother's displeasure.
Because Ye Xiuwen pulled his wrist away and used a little force.
"Senior brother, I..." Jun Xiaomo wanted to explain something, but Ye Xiuwen didn't let her continue.
"It's getting late, junior sister, please go back early, so as not to worry your junior wife." Ye Xiuwen said in a calm tone, his intention to chase people away was very obvious.
Jun Xiaomo knew that staying here was just asking for trouble, so he had to stand up, hesitating from left to right for a while, lowered his head in frustration, and said to Ye Xiuwen: "Senior brother... I'm going back."
Ye Xiuwen nodded calmly and replied "Yes".
Jun Xiaomo was so sad that her eye circles were a little red. She felt that all her efforts were in vain. Finally, she said, "Brother, I'm taking my leave," and ran down the pavilion quickly. When going down the steps, she stumbled. After stabilizing her body, she left without looking back.
Ye Xiuwen looked at her leaving figure for a long time and sighed slightly.
"Still a child." Ye Xiuwen said softly, and this murmur disappeared into the air.